A Life in Words

I wonder if we were able to see... I wonder if we were able to psychically see the shield in one hand and the sword in the other. I wonder if we could feel the hot steel on our bodies, the helmet heavy on our head... I wonder if we could hear the battle cries and the screams of fallen enemies and fallen friends a like if that would change our vision. I wonder if we could see the fight between good and evil if our hearts would change, if we could see that our strength and our weaknesses are not just our own but all of your brothers and sisters along with you. I wonder if we could open our eyes to the fight going on through out the world could we really see our commander and chief ruling from the heavenly clouds... Would we change, would how we fight change... Would we look at the battle not as some video game or movie you can stop and reset when the parts get to scary or to hard. Would we stand, would we fall, would we rise up and challenge the shadows that stand before us or would we slip away hoping to avoid the conflict in our hearts. I wonder if the sights, the sounds, the smells, the horrific cries in the night or the screaming would harden our hearts... If we would be sold or for sale... If we would fight with the fire of God or if we would stand by and play the sidelines.